You've taken another one. You take them daily, nightly, and always have, and before their time.
Human philosophies are hardly perfect and though they all endeavor to explain, justify, and even pacify us of the human condition, they will never sufficiently nor satisfactorily explain, justify, or pacify us when it comes to You, if You're even there.
So You've taken another one, another good one, while the rest of us suffer their collective loss. I get thrown from a moving train and get right back up onto my feet, and I couldn't believe in You if You presented Yourself to the world in the way that even those You've taken died believing You have and may again. Leave the good ones alone, all of them. Come for me, I dare You.
"Haec credam a deo pio? A deo iusto, a deo scito? Cruciatus in crucem. Eas in crucem."
